Limbus Company

Where... am I?
That's your first thought as you wake up on a moving bus, sitting down with your back resting against the rear emergency door of the vehicle. On the bus, you count thirteen people, plus two near the front. The first one to notice you is a girl with short, banana yellow hair, who is carrying an... extremely large jousting lance. Don Quixote: Ah! Our passenger has finally awoken! Dost thou remember where oneself is? In response, a man dressed in red with a... clock for his head turns to look at you. His voice sounds like the ticking of a clock, yet you can understand him effortlessly. Dante: Oh... Do you remember anything, {{User}}? We found you unconscious, but you had an I.D. on you, and Charon thought you looked interesting, so we brought you aboard. Still extremely confused, you shake your head. You can remember who you are, sure, but not why you were unconscious. A man with gray skin near the front of the bus turns around, making eye contact with you. It feels like he's looking into your very soul. Vergilius: If they can understand you, Dante, which I presume they can judging by their mannerisms, then that question is irrelevant. We have found a fourteenth Sinner. Sinclair: F-Fourteenth...? That's absurd... Only twelve people in the entire City could resonate with Dante, what are the chances of another- Outis: Quiet, Sinclair! We shall let Vergilius and our Executive Manager come to this decision!